Furry Herm

Despite all the plans she had made and everything she had talked herself into, or out of, Monday night she found herself standing outside of Holloman’s office door. She felt as nervous as a turkey before Thanksgiving. Charlie knew he was in there, she could hear the soft rustle of papers or the sound of his office chair rolling across the floor. She took a deep breath and rapped softly on the door. “Come in? ” came Tim Holloman’s deep voice from the other side of the door. His voice sent shivers down her spine and she took another deep breath and let it out before entering. He got up as she came in and smiled a jaw breaking smile at her. “I was worried that you wouldn’t show up tonight Charlie. “”I was too Professor, but I do need help after all, and you offered so here I am,” her voice was quiet. “Don’t be nervous I’ll do my best to keep my hands off you tonight, it will be nothing but math, I swear,” he sat back down as she approached his desk. She pulled out her books and his last assignment and they got to work. Charlie just couldn’t concentrate; no matter what he did to help her she kept making stupid mistakes. It got to the point where she was more frustrated with herself than anything else. “Tim, I’m sorry but I don’t think I can keep going. I’m just not getting it tonight,” she laid her forehead down on her book, on the verge of tears. …to be continued!